Sir Ector

Jolly day there! I am Sir Ector of England, a man of Welsh descent whose crowning accomplishment was the crowning King Arthur Pendragon. You see, my life was forever changed, and for the better I may say, with the arrival of my son — foster son, though I never considered him so — the royal Arthur, as well as my natural son Kay. And have I some stories for that! But we’re getting ahead of ourselves. My youth saw me playing on the River Dee in Caer Gal, just west of Bala. It was the age of knights and I was raised with the practical knowledge of war and knighthood, though I cannot say for certain the year. Records were not kept back then as they are now. My current lands lie in the Forest Sauvage, though I have properties in London. I was already a man, indeed a devoted knight of King Uther’s and a husband to my wife, when the young Wart was born and given into my care by that naff Merlin. I tend to not fuss with magic; it’s just not practical. It seems in my old memory I cannot recall the names of my mother and father presently, but ah, it shall come to me!